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Perhaps it was Wang Ruilin's words that made the old man realize that the young man who looked like a high school student in front of him was a person who really knew how to drink. Or maybe it was for other reasons. In short, after Wang Ruilin said those words, the old man's attitude was obvious.

It has eased a lot, at least the carrying pole has been put back to its original position.

"Why are you so sure that there must be old wine in my house?" The tense muscles on the old man's face softened, and his tone became much calmer. "Given your age, you probably haven't drunk wine yet?"

"If I told you that I grew up in a wine vat, would you believe it?" Wang Ruilin keenly caught the change in the old man's facial expression, and his tone relaxed, and he said with a smile: "Maybe it was because of my grandfather's influence.

Influence, I have been very interested in wine since I was a child, and my grandfather was the technical backbone of Chenguang Winery back then!"

For all the people in Lijiang streets and even Jiangrong County, almost everyone does not know about Chenguang Distillery, especially those born before the 1980s, they have an inexplicable feeling about Chenguang Distillery.

As a star enterprise in Jiangrong County at the time, Chenguang Winery had more than 1,300 employees at its peak. Even with the note approved by the county party secretary, at most, only two boxes of wine could be purchased. It can be seen that Chenguang Winery

The original glory of the factory.

But with the rapid development of the modern economy, Chenguang Winery has gradually been eliminated. I don’t know how many leaders have come over the years, but the situation of Chenguang Winery is getting worse day by day.

People of Wang Ruilin's generation have never experienced the glory of Chenguang Distillery. However, Wang Ruilin's grandfather Wang Changhe often talked about the glorious past of Chenguang Distillery when he was a child, which left a deep mark on Wang Ruilin's heart.

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Although Wang Ruilin's family has gradually reduced the number of visits to his hometown over the years, Wang Ruilin still remembers the things that his grandfather Wang Changhe talked about since he was a child. There used to be a glorious Chenguang Winery in Jiangrong County!

"Oh?" As soon as he heard what Wang Ruilin said, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked: "Your grandfather was also an employee of Chenguang Winery back then? What was his name?"

"My grandfather's name is Wang Changhe. According to his own words, he was laid off in 1991." Wang Ruilin replied with a smile.

"Wang Changhe...oh, I remember it!" The old man lowered his head and thought for a while, then patted his thigh and said: "Back then, your grandfather was the deputy leader of the third production team of the winery. His winemaking technology was amazing!

"

"Oh? Uncle, do you know my grandfather?" Wang Ruilin smiled sincerely. The relationship between the two of them has also been brought closer because of the past events that happened many years ago. Wang Ruilin is also striking while the iron is hot.

"How could you not know each other?" the old man laughed loudly: "At the beginning, there were more than 1,300 people in the winery, divided into nine categories and thirty-four groups, including raw material group, production group, filling group, and cellaring group.

The team has a team leader and a deputy team leader, and there are only about sixty people in the entire factory. Who doesn’t know them?"

"Haha, it seems that the uncle still remembers the past things very clearly!" Wang Ruilin said with a smile: "My grandfather often mentions the winery. Now he is over seventy years old, and he still can't let it go."

"Who can let it go?" The old man seemed a little lonely and sighed, shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet... By the way, you came to me to buy wine.

Right?"

"Well, that's right." Wang Ruilin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile: "The elders in the family don't like to drink those bottled wines and prefer the original home-made wine. As a junior, I naturally have to find ways to honor them.

"….

In fact, Wang Ruilin did not lie. If he bought this batch of liquor, he would first add various medicinal materials to soak it. When the medicinal power is fully evaporated, he would then inject the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to seal it for later use.

In addition to enjoying these spiritual wines himself, the elders in the family will naturally benefit from them. However, Wang Ruilin will not directly use the original wine to pay tribute. Blending it will help ordinary people absorb the spiritual energy and medicinal power.

After hearing Wang Ruilin's answer, the old man obviously had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. Instead, he looked at Wang Ruilin a little strangely and said, "It's a good thing to have filial piety, but it's a pity... I can't sell this wine yet."

"Why?" Wang Ruilin, who was thinking about how to pay for the wine, looked up at the old man in surprise and asked confusedly: "Uncle, are you afraid that I can't afford the money?"

"My wine, no matter how much it costs, will not be sold for the time being." The old man shook his head. Although he tried his best to control his emotions, his face showed a look of indignation involuntarily, and said: "A group of blood-sucking people."

The bastard has set his sights on the wine in my house. If I sell the wine now, then I will be stealing and breaking the law, and you, at the very least, will be charged with buying and selling stolen goods!"

"What?!" For a moment, Wang Ruilin almost couldn't believe his ears. He asked confusedly: "Uncle, did you brew this wine yourself?"

"Of course I brewed it myself!" The old man did not hesitate and nodded extremely firmly: "My family was famously wealthy back then. I still have the receipts for buying grain. Many old people in Chenguang Distillery know this.

Something!"

"Uh..." Wang Ruilin calmed down and asked again: "Since you paid for this wine yourself, how come..."

"Well, with a mouth that eats people without spitting out bones, doesn't it mean black is black and white is white?" The old man sighed, sat down on the moss-covered stone slab at the door, and slowly told Wang Ruilin the whole thing.

The whole story of what happened.

In the end, the old man was still a little proud, and he said with pleasure: "That day, I made a copy of the receipt for purchasing food and took it to that little brat to comment. He tore up my receipt directly, but I still have it here.

There is an original copy! Hahaha..."

The old man's laughter was very hearty, but Wang Ruilin felt awkward. There was so much frustration and anger in this laughter!

"Uncle, what do you mean, if Chenguang Distillery doesn't admit that you made this batch of wine yourself, you won't sell it?" Wang Ruilin looked thoughtful and asked the old man: "If I can

How to solve this problem?"

"What did you say?" The old man sitting on the stone floor suddenly stood up, with a suspicious look on his face. "Boy, I can tell you that although Chenguang Winery is in ruins, the factory protection team has always been there.

They’re all here!”

"Does he have a factory protection team? What can he do to me?" Wang Ruilin smiled mysteriously and said confidently: "In this era, we can't just rely on the factory protection team to ensure safety, nor can we rely solely on violence to solve problems.

Isn't he causing trouble for you? Then I'll reason with him. It's too ugly, but he will be punished!"

"Then remember not to do anything." The old man said with some worry: "The people in the factory protection team all graduated from some school, and they will fight fiercely to death!"

"Do it?" Wang Ruilin smiled calmly and said gracefully: "What age are we in, can a problem that can be solved with fists be considered a problem? Don't worry, uncle, we are all civilized people, and I never fight."

He secretly added in his mind, "Whenever I take action, I will usually end up dead or crippled. I don't even bother to do things like fights that are not on the table!"